Thanks to You – Love is in the Air Read Online ChaShiree M, M.K. Moore

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Total pages in book: 18
Estimated words: 15945 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 80(@200wpm)___ 64(@250wpm)___ 53(@300wpm)
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“Don’t you have a wife?” He growls at me, before moving closer to my sister. It would be comical if it weren't so surprising. She turns and immediately her body goes rigid, and her eyes buck out of her head. “Muévete de sus brazos, preciosa.” Leighton gulps and looks at me before turning back to him.

“Uhm… I don’t know what you said,” she says quietly. I attempt to move her away from him seeing she is overwhelmed, but he growls at me once again and pulls her into his arms.

“It doesn’t matter, precious. All you need is here in my arms.”

Well shit. Another one bites the dust.

EPILOGUE

HOPE

TEN YEARS LATER

Ten years and five kids later, I am feeling run down these days. I’ve been going since six thirty this morning. Our move to Washington, DC was done at the beginning of the summer, but with day camps, summer dance troupes, soccer practice, wrestling, and outdoor basketball, not to mention, my job at the White House, I’m exhausted. Actually, I think exhausted would be a welcome thing at this point, but don’t mistake me, I love my life and my babies. I love they have activities that they enjoy, and they aren’t just playing video games or vegged out in front of the TV all the time.

It’s two am and I’m baking cookies for my oldest daughter, Eloise’s dance troupe. I don’t know why I agreed to this, but at least it’s Sunday. I don’t have to work today. The house is blissfully quiet, and I finish boxing up the oatmeal raisin cookies, Eloise requested in cute plastic boxes and set them on the counter. I will bring them with us when I drop her off at rehearsal in the morning. She’s so passionate about dance. I love that about her.

I load the dishwasher and finish my glass of red wine. I am wiping the counters down when Ayerton comes up behind me and wraps his arms around my waist. His new beard scratches my neck as he nuzzles it. The beard is a new thing for him since he cut his hours at the office while the kids are out of school. It’s so helpful to have another driver for all these damn activities. I don’t remember being so active when I was a kid, but it has given me a new appreciation for my parents.

“Come to bed, wife,” he growls, letting his hands cup my boob, then pinch and stroke my nipple. I moan and lean back into him. I know exactly where this is going, and I want it. I want him.

“I was just on my way,” I say as his hand wanders into my pale pink pajama shorts. I gasp when his finger traces my pussy up and down before he slides it into my pussy hole. He pumps his finger in and out a few time before adding a second one. “Oh, God,” I whisper as that familiar euphoria begins to wash over me. Fuck yes. He makes me come quickly on his thick fingers then he lifts me up into his arms and carries me to our bed. He strips me naked and stares at me while jerking his cock slowly.

He pushes my thighs open and stares down at my pussy, then he licks his lips. My breath hitches in anticipation. “I have to taste you, Hope. I need your taste on my tongue before I fill you with my seed.” God, I love it when it talks to me like this. It’s makes me so wet for him. Who am I kidding though? I’m always wet and ready for him. No amount of time is going to change that for me. Then he buries his face in my pussy and licks from clit to ass, over and over again until I scream his name. While I am still shaking from the orgasm, he slams his cock into me hard.

“Ayerton, please,” I beg, though I am not sure what I am begging for.

“So tight, baby,” he says through clenched teeth.

Over and over, he fucks into me until we are both panting and coming.

Even when I am at my worst, he knows just what to do to make me feel special.


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